I apologize for the long post, but it’s necessary. 📝

A little over 2 weeks ago, me, my fiancé, my younger sister, and her boyfriend were all drinking at me and my fiancé’s house. We were planning on moving out to Texas in a couple of days, and wanted to hang out with them before we left. We picked up a small bottle of svedka, and some beer, and started a bonfire. The night was going good, everything seemed fine. Me and my fiancé took pictures laughing by the fire, everything seemed fine. Slowly but surely, everyone started to get drunk.. my fiancé and sister more than the rest of us. My sister became upset and disappeared into the bathroom crying. Next thing I knew, we got into the bathroom and she had cut her wrist. She was extremely drunk and emotional by this point. She has done things like this before when she drinks heavily, and that night she told us she really didn’t have a reason. My fiancé immediately got a bandage and fixed her cut up. Things started to change after that. He asked if he and her could talk alone, to calm her down. This happened multiple times later in the night, and I thought nothing of it. Me and my sisters boyfriend decided to walk to a nearby park, both of us were stressed and concerned for my sister, and he felt like he was failing her as a boyfriend, so we talked for a while and I offered him advice, assuring him she loved him and that it wasn’t his fault. We got back home about 20 minutes later, and something in my sister had flipped. She was screaming at me, cussing and saying that “I wanted to fuck her boyfriend” accusing us of doing something when we were gone. We both were so confused because they had literally asked us to leave. Next thing I knew, she’s attacking me. I fall to the ground yelling for someone to get her off of me. My fiancé was just standing there. Her boyfriend eventually ripped her off of me. I’m crying, now she is too apologizing immediately. Eventually, they leave.

Next morning, I FaceTime her. I know that last night was just crazy drunkness, and I wasn’t going to hold a grudge about it, although I was still kind of upset. She apologized profusely, told me she was just beyond fucked up, and didn’t know why she was acting like that. The last thing she said on the phone was “does —— (fiancé) remember last night?” I looked at him, he shook his head yeah, and I told her that. About an hour later she asked me to come over because her and her boyfriend needed a ride, they had left their car at my house the previous night. When I got there, she told me she wanted to tell me something, but didn’t know how. She then told me that my fiancé tried to kiss her the previous night, not once, but four times. She says she denied him every time, and she knew it was going to break my heart.

I confronted him. He said he had no recollection of any of it, said he was drunk beyond limit and even admitted to taking a Xanax the day of. It broke me and I felt more betrayed than any other time in my life.. but I forgave him.

I love him, and I want to believe that nothing that happened was really how he felt. My sister says he has never ever flirted with her in the past. We have even all lived together and they were always good friends, and she and him both always considered each other like siblings.

Fast forward to now, it’s been 3 weeks, we are in Texas now. I can’t stop thinking about it, and while he was so nice and sweet, and tried super hard to reassure me the first week after everything happened, now it’s as if it never even occurred. He spends all day drinking and playing on his computer, and I feel like I don’t even exist to him lately. He will sit on his computer and play a game on his phone all at the same time. We never laugh or hang out anymore. It wasn’t like this before. What would any of y’all ladies do in this situation? Would you have stayed? Do I have the right to still be majorly hurt by this, and pissed that he isn’t acting sorry anymore? He will barely talk to me about it without getting defensive and us fighting about it, so I don’t bring it up. Now I’m halfway across the country and I don’t know if I made a mistake coming here or not. I can barely sleep every night, and overall it just really hurts. Please be nice.. any and all advice would be appreciated. ❤️